If you have paid us a visit lately, chances are you may have gone home sporting a magnificent black eye because, from every door handle throughout the house hangs numerous floral bags. Too many bags I'm told, but then I tell them that a girl can't have too many floral bags. It does pose a problem opening and closing doors though, as when opening the door in a hurry they tend to bounce the door back into your face. Hence the black eye or sore nose.
This is my latest one bought from and made by Niki of Nostalgia at the Stonehouse. Her needlework skills are amazing (do visit her shop and drool) and what's more the bag came with the prettiest china rose and forget-me-not brooch. So the collection of bags keeps growing and the family thinks that soon we wont be able to walk freely around the house!
But I love my bags. I love deciding which one to use and I love being the only person at school (and Torbay) who would be seen with a bag made from an old pair of curtains. Oh yes, I am the least trendy in the bag stakes and I certainly will never be the most stylish of woman when I carry my crochet around in an
...old tin!
